There is a clear sky and two lush green mountains behind.

On the flat open space in front of them, a group of lower-class residents of T-one surrounded the wooden stage, staring at the two young men on the stage who were arguing with each other.

Mr. Huo has the aura of a mixed-race handsome man. Although he is arrogant and domineering, he is also wickedly handsome, and his facial features are one in a million.

The young man in white stood casually with a smile on his face, as if he was hiding a weight as heavy as a mountain or an ocean, or like an angel descending, making people feel beautiful and impeccable.

The girl, Zhang, was not there, and licked her lips slightly.

They are definitely two invincible bodies.

But number eight still wins. I don’t know why, but I always feel that no one can compare to him.

I don't know how he got this look through meditation. How many model magazines must he have read to learn from each one? The girl blushed slightly and murmured, "Amazing."

It was the fat boss Zhao who would not do anything without profit. He smiled and stepped forward to shake hands with Brother Liu. "Master No. 8, are you planning to go into the mountains today as well?"

His eyes rolled around, "If someone else wants to go into the mountains, I might not care, but if it's you, I will strongly support you!"

Mr. Huo, holding an umbrella, frowned, "Boss Zhao, you want him to share the ginseng mountain with me? Are you crazy? Who the hell is he?"

As soon as Brother Liu came on stage, Master Huo looked Brother Liu up and down.

Wearing such simple clothes and a watch with zero spiritual power, he is definitely a poor guy from the lower class!

If he had the skills to dig ginseng, would he be trapped in T-one?

Boss Zhao turned around. He did not dare to offend Master Huo either. He nodded and said, "This brother number eight is not ordinary. He just arrived here yesterday and found two hundred-year-old ginsengs. Others may not know, but I hid on the side and saw it clearly!"

As soon as these words came out.

Someone among the lower-class residents gathered below immediately responded! "Yes, it's him!"

"He didn't even enter the mountain yesterday, and he just picked up a hundred-year-old ginseng here!"

"This boy is not ordinary, he has a special sensing ability!"

Everyone sighed.

The look he gave Brother Liu was full of awe. If anyone could fight against Master Simu, it would be him! Master Simu looked calm, glanced at Brother Liu, and said slowly, "I was born in this T-one area. Relying on this ginseng digging method, I entered T-two step by step. Over the past 30 years, I have dug out hundreds of ten-year-old ginsengs, 20 hundred-year-old ginsengs, and 4 thousand-year-old ginsengs!"

"I am well aware that the ginseng in this mountain has a unique distribution pattern, which coincides with the 'Creation Diagram' created by our missionary master."

Master Simu glanced at Brother Liu again, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "You didn't even enter the mountain, but only found ginseng in this plain. This can only mean one thing, that's not strength, it can only be called luck!"

immediately.

The four-eyed master looked at Master Huo with pride again, "I will not compete with someone who relies on luck to make a living. This is an insult to my name as a master."

"hehe."

"So that's how it is."

Upon hearing this, Master Huo raised his eyebrows and squinted at Brother Liu, "Did you hear that, you garbage collector? The master is too disdainful to compete with you, it's too shameful!"

How could a normal young man with full blood endure this series of humiliation? Even the young girl Zhang Bu Zai was a little angry and resisted the urge to curse! But the young man in white on the stage laughed and said, "If you don't want to compete, then both hills are mine today. As for you, leave slowly."

"you"

Master Huo's face flushed, "I didn't say we were leaving, so leave now!"

"Stop arguing, both of you!"

"Listen to me!"

Boss Zhao was standing between the two of them. "Both of them are top ginseng diggers. Each of them has one ginseng mountain behind them. They dig ginseng at the same time and compete at the same time! Within 3 hours, if one of them falls behind, the mountain will be handed over to the other!"

However, Master Simu snorted coldly, "Boss Zhao is indeed a businessman. With this arrangement, you will always reap the benefits! But I still say that I will not compete with such an inferior person. It will damage the reputation of the missionary!"

But Brother Liu shook his head and chuckled, "You are the only one who is a missionary? The 'Diagram of Creation' is clearly the 'Geographical Mechanism' diagram created by the great Chinese Mozi. Your ancestor came to China to beg for food, not only did he not show gratitude, he also stole our knowledge. It is your own creation. Apart from those sexual positions between men and women, there is nothing else!"

Brother Liu slowly raised his head and glanced at the short-skirted beauty behind Master Simu, his eyes full of disdain, "Comparing with you is an insult to my status! You old rogue!"

"you"

Master Simu's face also turned red, and his face and muscles trembled with anger. "You are talking nonsense! These are all rumors!"

"rumor?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Liu Di curled his lips, "I am very familiar with the heir of the Mohist School. If he were here, I believe he would beat you up on the spot, although he may not be able to beat you."

"are you mad at me!"

Master Simu was trembling all over and yelled, "I will compete with him and beat him to death!"

Liu Di raised his eyebrows slightly, "If we want to compare, let's compare the bigger one!"

When Boss Zhao heard this, his eyes lit up immediately. "What's the big deal?"

Brother Liu said: "The loser must hand over 10,000 points of spiritual power!"

"Haha, you're so sharp-tongued!"

But Mr. Huo stretched out his wrist and showed his watch. The number on it was 8, followed by a string of zeros!

He said, "Ten thousand points of spiritual power is insignificant to me, I won't even feel anything, and you, a pauper! What do you have to bet with me?"

But Master Simu gritted his teeth and said, "We can bet. If he loses, I will kill him!"

I heard Brother Liu say again: "You have to listen carefully. What I mean is, for every ginseng plant you have to give up, you have to hand over 10,000 points of spiritual power!"

"Um?"

Mr. Huo suddenly felt a little guilty, "This..."

But Master Simu was still furious, "Just keep betting, don't be afraid!"

"Ha ha!"

"Good! Exciting and interesting!"

Boss Zhao, the profiteer, rubbed his hands excitedly, "It's been many years since I've encountered such an interesting thing! Let's start now. Brother No. 8, you are responsible for East Mountain, and Master Huo, you are responsible for West Mountain!"

"And I, along with dozens of residents, will testify for you!"

Brother Liu laughed heartily, "Haha, Dongshan is great, as the saying goes, make a comeback!"